A man waited anxiously outside the doors to the operating theatre, the screen next to the door reading "Surgery status: Kim Ji Sol, 3 hours".
The man was pacing the corridor whilst occasionally glancing up at the screen while time seemed to pass excrutiatingly slowly. It had already been an hour but he knew he would not settle until he knew that his daughter was safe and that her heart was capable of keeping her alive.
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Jungkook was sat on the wall of a park some few miles away from his house, his bike was dropped carelessly on the ground and a lit cigarette hung loosely from his mouth. He was too young to be smoking, he knew that, but at this point he didn't care. He didn't mind that mothers hurried their children along when they saw him or the dirty glares he got from older people.
He threw his head back while exhaling the smoke into the clear evening air, he just wanted to know why he was the way he was.
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Euphoria (jungkook)
FanfictionHis life has been perfect, hers has been troubled since birth. So why was he so bad and her so good?
